Martial Arts: After ten years of sword-drawing, the Sword God must bow his head when he sees me

Chapter 68 Admission
As fireworks bloomed in the sky, two thousand archers with long swords on their waists ran up the back mountain of Guangmingding in an orderly manner and lined up in a row in four echelons.

The bow becomes a crescent shape as the string is pulled, ready to be released.

Under the sunlight, the arrow turned purple, clearly poisoned.

Seeing these archers suddenly appearing, the wounded from the six major sects quickly retreated.

Song Yuanqiao and other people from the Wudang Sect took the lead in protecting the wounded from the six major sects behind them.

In contrast, the people from Northern Shaolin, Emei, and Kunlun sects did not move.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingshan couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had sent Shen Qingfeng to the Wudang Sect instead of the Huashan Sword Sect or Kunlun Sect.

At this moment, five figures flew over the heads of the archers like wild geese, and then stood in the front.

It was Zhao Min and the others that Shen Ping'an had met before.

Gently waving the folding fan in her hand, Zhao Min glanced at the wounded from the six major sects behind the Wudang Sect, with a calm smile on her lips.

"My humble self is Zhao Min, nice to meet you all."

When they heard Zhao Min introduce herself, the expressions of the people present suddenly changed.

Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen looked at each other and both sensed the same signal from each other's eyes.

Although Wudang and Northern Shaolin also participated in the siege of Guangmingding, the two sects are ultimately top forces.

Even though the siege of Guangmingding by the six major sects ended in failure, the people of Mingjiao did not dare to do anything to them.

But now, with the appearance of Zhao Min and others from the Yuan Dynasty, both of them felt that things were beyond their control.

Seeing Zhao Min and others coming with ill intentions, Mie Jue, He Taichong and others looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Song Yuanqiao of Wudang and Kong Wen of Northern Shaolin respectively.

Feeling the gazes of Miejue and the others, Kongwen took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

After a moment's hesitation, he took a step forward, resting his left hand on the ground with his Zen staff, chanting a Buddhist chant with his right hand: "So it is Princess Minmin Temur, the disciple of the Demon Master himself. I, Kongwen, may I ask what the princess's intention is?"

Hearing this, Zhao Min smiled and responded, "I've always heard that the Ming Kingdom is full of masters, and its martial arts are far more prosperous than our Yuan Dynasty."

"I came here today to invite you all to be my guests, so that we can exchange martial arts."

The leaders present were not stupid and they could understand what Zhao Min meant.

Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, said in a deep voice, "Does the princess intend to kidnap us and take us to the Great Yuan Kingdom?"

Zhao Min smiled softly and said, "There's no need to travel so far. I happened to have built a Green Willow Villa in Shanyue City, near Tai'an City, a while ago. You can just stay there for a while."

Zhao Min turned her head and glanced at the archers behind her, then slowly said, "Swords have no eyes. My servants have added a little poison to their arrows, which is quite expensive. If you are willing to cooperate and help me save some money, that would be great."

The seemingly casual but actually threatening words made everyone feel depressed.

Although the warriors' strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, it is not easy to hurt Song Yuanqiao, Kong Wen and other Guiyuan realm warriors with such ordinary bows and arrows.

But the key is that there are other disciples from the six major sects around.

This time, Zhao Min brought more than a thousand archers. When arrows were fired at the same time, how could these ordinary disciples with low cultivation levels cope with it?

I'm afraid that after a few rounds of volleys, the only ones who can stand on the scene are Song Yuanqiao, Kong Wen and other warriors in the Guiyuan realm.

Whether for the sake of these disciples or for their own reputation, Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen could not tolerate such a thing happening.

At this time, Miejue sneered and said, "A mere group of archers thinks you can force us to surrender? You're just dreaming."

Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, sneered, "Right! The princess might not be able to stop us with just these archers."

After hearing what the two said, people from the other four sects and even Yang Xiao and others from the Ming Cult couldn't help but curse them in their hearts.

After all, in this battle between Emei and Huashan Sword Sect, there were only a few dozen disciples left.

There aren't many left, so all I have to do is try my best to protect the few disciples I care about most.

The two of them can naturally act without restraint.

But they have so many disciples left around the other forces, how can they not care?

But the conversation between Miejue and Xianyu had already ended. If they spoke out against it at this time, it would be tantamount to showing their weakness.

Zhao Min paused in waving her folding fan, a look of helplessness appearing on her face.

"Minmin meant well, but you guys don't appreciate it."

Then, Zhao Min smiled brightly. "Fortunately, Guangmingding is a place of great feng shui and beautiful scenery. If you really don't want to cooperate, it would be nice to have you buried here."

Hearing what Zhao Min said, Miejue snorted coldly.

"Just you?"

Xian Yutong, standing by, glared at Zhao Min and sneered, "We must capture the leader first. Sect Leader Song, why don't you protect the disciples of the six major sects later? Once the nun and I capture that girl, we'll see what they can do."

Faced with the two people's arrogant attitude, Zhao Min shook her head.

"After all, he's only the leader of a second-rank faction, so his brain isn't very good."

After saying this, Zhao Min slowly raised her free hand.

The next second, the two Xuanming Elders behind him moved together like shadows and rushed towards Miejue and Xianyutong quickly.

In just a few breaths, he had crossed a distance of nearly twenty feet.

When they approached the two, they both slapped out with one palm. "Sixth level of Guiyuan Realm."

Feeling the fluctuations of true energy coming from the two people's bodies, Xian Yutong and Miejue were shocked and hurriedly mobilized their true energy.

Xian Yutong slapped out his right hand, and the strong true energy and palm power gathered in his right hand to meet Hebi Weng's palm.

Extinction's true energy quickly flowed into the Yitian Sword and transformed into a sword light that was ten feet long and slashed towards Lu Zhangke who was approaching him.

However, facing the sword light emitted by Mie Jue, Lu Zhangke snorted coldly, and mobilized the true energy in his right palm. Waves of cold air filled the air, and the sword light rushing towards him in the air suddenly slowed down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Zhangke increased his speed a bit more. He spun in the air and rushed in front of Miejue, while slapping out with his palm.

Seeing Lu Zhangke suddenly approaching, Mie Jue was startled. He hurriedly held the sword in his hand against his chest and used the sword as a shield to block Lu Zhangke's palm.

The next second, a cold and powerful palm force instantly came from the Yitian Sword.

The sword held in Miejue's hand was so powerful that it hit Miejue's body directly with the sword body under Lu Zhangke's powerful palm.

Even with the sword of the Heavenly Sword as a buffer, the force still sent Miejue flying backwards.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo and other Emei disciples hurried forward to catch Miejue.

But the moment their hands touched Miejue's body, an extremely cold force immediately passed through Miejue's body into their bodies.

In an instant, whether it was Miejue or Zhou Zhiruo and other disciples, they all spat out blood, as if they were in an ice cave, and their whole bodies were filled with coldness.

There was also a hint of cold air lingering on the surface of the blood that several people spat out.

At the same time, Xian Yutong, who was standing aside, was also blown away by Hebi Weng's palm force after exchanging palm strikes with Hebi Weng.

As he landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the green cold air rising from the pool of blood, Xian Yutong's face changed drastically.

"The Mysterious Netherworld Divine Palm, the two Xuanming Elders?"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen and others on the side also mobilized the true energy in their bodies and prepared to help.

"Buzz~"

However, just as Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen were circulating their true energy and wanted to join forces with Miejue, Xian Yutong and others to deal with the two Xuanming Elders, a buzzing sound suddenly came into their ears.

Immediately afterwards, the moment the breath of Song Yuanqiao and others was locked, they felt as if they were being stared at by a poisonous snake, and a chill ran down their spines.

He quickly turned his head and saw a tall and thin monk behind Zhao Min, surrounded by surging energy.

When one hand is raised, the five iron wheels slowly rotate under the power of true energy.

The buzzing sound came from these five iron wheels.

Looking at the weapon in the monk's hand and the strong throbbing in his heart, Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen thought for a moment and immediately guessed the identity of the monk.

The master of Tiangang realm of Tantric Buddhism, King Jinlun.

After a successful attack, the two Xuanming Elders did not continue to attack, but just stared at Xian Yutong and Miejue with mockery.

Zhao Min continued smiling as she spoke, "I know these archers alone can't stop Nun Tai and the others, and I'm also worried that the two Xuanming Elders under my command alone won't be able to control you all."

"So before leaving, I specially invited two masters to accompany me."

Zhao Min slowly put away her folding fan, her face bare as she spoke. "But the view from Bright Summit is quite nice. If you are unwilling to cooperate, it would not be a disgrace to you to be buried here."

After hearing what Zhao Min said, everyone present felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

Even Song Yuanqiao and Kong Wen no longer had any thoughts of resistance.

If they only rely on the two Xuanming Elders and these archers, they can still fight.

But in the critical situation, there are also masters of the Tiangang realm like King Jinlun.

Not to mention that there was a monk behind Zhao Min who had not yet taken action.

No matter how you look at it, these people are like fish on the chopping board.

If you don't obey, you can only use Guangmingding as your burial place as Zhao Min said.

Looking at the silent Song Yuanqiao and others, Zhao Min felt both proud and a little bored.

All the good things are developing as you planned.

What’s boring is that the so-called six major sects are actually just a bunch of weaklings. Just showing a little bit of strength will make these people lose the courage to fight back.

Then, Zhao Min spoke again, "Please, Masters, order your disciples to perform acupuncture to seal their own cultivation. Otherwise, if I were to let my people do it, I'm afraid they might not be careful enough and injure your disciples."

Listening to Zhao Min's words, Song Yuanqiao sighed, then turned around and looked at the Wudang disciples behind him.

In the distance, on the reverse slope, Shen Pingan frowned slightly as he watched the changes in the situation on Guangmingding.

He frowned not because of the change in the situation, but because, until now, everything that happened in Guangmingding was within Shen Ping'an's expectations.

After a few breaths, Shen Pingan shook his head, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind and said, "Let's go! It's time to enter."

"If we continue to watch, I'm afraid that the people from the six major sects and the Ming Cult will really become fish on the chopping board."

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